you can tell by my face how sad and depressed I look, the loveless loneliness and poverty of clothing buying in thrift shops shows on my face a lot, the pain in my back shows, the pain is real feeling so stop abusing me and expecting me to live without love, personal wealth I lack and great health I desire after so much sickness kept secret without the man I love which is not ken or russel. its someone else I love I wish to be with.